Long Overdue (River Jewel Resort Book 3)

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becomes reality!
    When Hunter Golde ’s father died, he left her in charge of his trucking company. Having such big shoes to fill has put Hunter at a disadvantage and she’s had to be tough.
    Someone has robbed her of every dime and turned the stockholders against her and she must bring the thief to justice before she ends up with a mutiny on her hands.
    With her life in shambles, an unsupportive boyfriend, and no one to comfort her, Hunter leaves town but her plans to hide out at her family’s cabin are put on hold and she finds herself at the uncanny River Jewel Resort.
    Hunter experiences one of the worst days in her life and finds herself alone and desperate but realizes what she must do.
    Can the River Jewel Resort teach her that it’s never too late for wishes and dreams to come true? Or will Hunter Golde remain true to the fortune life has already given her?
     
    Sneak Peek:
    “ Are you alright, ma’am?”
    Hunter opened her eyes and found herself staring into the deep blue eyes of a mountain man. “Get back!”
    She jumped to her feet, grabbing the closest object on her way up and brandishing it, ready to beat the stranger into a bloody mess. She ’d be damned if her photo would be on the front page of the local paper as the latest victim of some deranged weirdo.
    “ Whoa. Easy there, little lady.”
    “ Keep your hands where I can see them. Who are you? What do you want? And why are you staring at me like that?”
    “ Well, you’re just full of questions, aren’t you?”
    As the stranger stood there with his hands in the air, Hunter measured him with her eyes. “I asked who you are.”
    “ I know what you asked. But you never answered me. I asked if you’re okay. You seem to be having some car trouble.”
    “ That’s none of your damn business. But for your information, I’m fine.”
    “ Yeah, I can see that. Do you always tell squirrels to go ‘suck a nut’ when you’re fine?”
    “ You’ve been watching me? Listen here creep, you need to back up and walk away. I’m not going to be your next meal. So take your psycho ass on outta here before I kick it for you.”
    The man laughed so hard that tears ran down his cheeks, making a trail through his beard and onto his blue flannel shirt. He actually had the nerve to bend over, in a full-blown belly laugh.
    “I don’t see what’s so funny. I said to keep your hands up!”
    He continued to laugh and glanced at her occasionally before erupting into another fit. “You?”
    “ You really are fucking crazy.” Hunter slowly began to back up and inched closer to the safety of her car.
    “Listen, buddy. I don’t want any trouble. Just go back to whatever rock you crawled out from under and I’ll be leaving.”
    “ No, you listen. Sweetheart, you’re not goin’ anywhere.”
    A shiver of terror ran through her and the man ’s cold gaze stared back at her, freezing her in her tracks. “You’re on my land. You’re not going anywhere. You can’t leave.”
    He inched closer to her and Hunter tightened her grip on the weapon in her hands.
    “No!” She screamed as the guy reached for her. “Don’t touch me, you bastard!”
    He yanked her only means of defense from her and held it up. “This is what you were going to beat me up with? Impressive.”
    Hunter only then realized she ’d been holding a stick.
    “ Sticks and stones. That’s the best you could come up with?” He erupted into another fit of laughter and tossed the stick aside. “A damn twig! You don’t get out much, do you?”
    He pressed even closer to her body and Hunter felt herself recoil. “I said, don’t touch me.” She backed away and found her backside pressed up against the car.
    “ Gladly. I was merely disarming you. Though I’m pretty sure you’d have poked your own eye out before you’d have done any damage to me. Let’s just say it was for your own good.”
    What a jerk!
    “Now, are you going to allow me to help you with this flat tire or are you still

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